At one point, I was walking back down the street, the sky all glimmery-yellow and gold-like, musing about my place in God; accepting it and--not confusing his limitlessness with my own (ehem) lack thereof. I was sort of picturing the idea of myself small and--well--"simple" like a child or a pet, and I thought, "I'm just your little duck." Yeah. I know. Scary, isn't it? Actually my mind was grasping for images and went more like
duck--
kitten? (picturing my own)
duck???
The scary thing is I didn't even have to make any of this up. My brain is pretty--('hem)--amazing sometimes. I don't think I'm usually that girly in real life...er...whatever. Just a momentary weakness.
Come on, you know I had to. It was just too good to pass up.
3 comments:
I'd recommend that you either turn word verification on or switch to Haloscan. Either method would put an instant stop to these spammers.
Do you want to make lots of money and become rich and famous? Have I got a job for you!! I'm looking for a new hitman/kidnapper to join my duck slave ring. You wouldn't believe how much people are willing to pay for a good duck. Together we could be making millions! Wahahahaha!!!!!!
--Oh about that famous part...you're not allowed to be famous in the illegal line of work...it tends to get in the way...so forget fame...
do you want to be rich and...completely anonymous? ...er...totally invisible and ignored by the rest of society?...
...but rich?
heh, that's great, dc :)
but i wanted to type back amusing and sarcastic responses to the comment spammers...heh, no i know, i am going to switch it off real quick; just trying to decide between blogger's option and haloscan.
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